Remember the good old days, when schlocky slasher franchises slapped silly subtitles onto their box office tripe? Who can forget the immortal Sleepaway Camp III: Teenage Wasteland? It was the same old slop, reheated for resale in a new wrapper, and we happily lapped it up: Jason Takes Manhattan, The Return of Michael Myers, Freddy’s Dead, Nerds in Paradise . . . it’s a trope in need of reintroduction, because predictable horror is upon us once again: Brandon Is Back.
There’s really no better way to characterize Brandon Johnson’s Sunday announcement of his reelection campaign for mayor of Chicago than that, as the promise (threat?) of a sequel absolutely nobody except the members of CTU Local #1 wish to see. Everybody else is staying away in droves: According to the University of Chicago’s gold standard poll of the 2027 race, only 13.6 percent of Chicagoans want to see him run again. (On the bright side, his job approval is now up to a rosy 23 percent.)
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