One late night Vicki and I were searching for something to watch while we were falling asleep.  We ended up picking an insane show called Man, Woman, Wild wherein a husband and wife team go out into the wilderness and try to survive. He’s ex-Special Forces and she’s a British newscaster. They portray her like a bumbling girly-girl idiot but she’s kind of great and he struck both of us as an emotionally unavailable weirdo. In the first episode he makes her drink his pee. On the first day! They were barely dehydrated! As Vicki said “This is the worst case of S&M I’ve ever seen”.

Anyhow, we ended up watching something like six episodes in a row that night and finished off the series in the morning. We were going to write a long, thoughtful piece on their dynamic, reality shows, survival shows, sexism, masculinity as a fetish and the portrayal of marriage in the media but then we went for a hike and brought a camera along.

Here is the fruit of our labors, Man (sister), Woman (sister), Wild (sisters)