Women have a hard deal. We get paid less and objectified and didn’t get the vote for ages. Alright, I’m being flippant, but sexism really does suck. Our fiery revenge, therefore, should be making awful reality TV shows about our awful boyfriends.

New show How to Live With Women is the highbrow BBC one-on-one equivalent of Tool Academy.

“Highbrow” because instead of the X-Factor voting thing, this is all about “trying to change” . Every week one rubbish boyfriend is shipped off to live with three tough, independent women who are mean to him and make him do stuff. Ideally, he returns a changed man.

In between we watch his girlfriend alternately celebrating and crying. This could have been a fairly entertaining freak show - they could have got some sexist brute and thrown him into a dominatrix pit.

Instead, we're given lazy Tom, his girlfriend Cherelle and three reasonable, down-to-earth and rather nice women. Tom is the first problem- while we’re told he thinks that women should stay in the kitchen, that he doesn’t like going out to dinner or having a job, that he prefers to gamble her money and sleep until three - there isn’t much evidence of him being anything more than a lazy, stupid bloke.

Fair enough, technically he is a bad person, and I wouldn’t want to be his friend. But the bits where he is ridiculous rather than annoying feel sort of tacked on.

If you’re making reality TV you need a pantomime villain. You need a burly dictator. The supposedly whip-cracking, man-changing women too are toned down, too. Fair enough, they’re the goodies, but they still don’t make very interesting television.  All of them start out saying that they’ll make Tom cry, that he’ll have to clean the floor with his toothbrush, that they’ll grind his bones for bread, then he gets there and everything's biscuits and cups of tea and afternoon walks in the park.

However, there are more important things than last week’s cast.  Sexism is a big issue.  Technically How to Live with Women is anti sexism - the guys are sexist and they have to stop it. But that’s a big technically. The “perfect boyfriend” show implies one, that there is such a thing as a perfect boyfriend - a concept not far off the idealised 50's housewife archetype - and two, that it’s okay to make shows that objectify men.

Even as a reaction to female oppression, these shows are immature. They aren’t going to get rid of sexism, and they belittle anyone who wants equal rights. This wouldn’t be worth bringing up if boyfriend shows weren’t on the rise, and, honestly, if they made decent television.

But since reality TV documentary stuff only has freak show value, it has to have freaks - and if you’re still going out with someone they simply can’t be that bad.

Until they start making these about arranged marriages they won’t be worth watching. There’s not enough tension. I want a reality show hosted by Louis Theroux where Nazis have to live with black ultra Zionists, climaxing in them all going to a gypsy wedding.