I watched it all of twice, so I’m totally entitled and confident in stating that Bethenny’s talk show is unequivocally bad. She kicked off her premiere nation-wide launch by swishing, clapping, and lip-synching her own theme song. This went on for a good 2 minutes of awkward. Then she launched into an intro monologue comprised of a series of self-empowerment clichés strung together – Pay it forward! – We shall overcome! This from a woman who got her start bitchfighting with other women on cable tv. Throughout the self-centered litany, she peppered “it’s not about me” in an obvious attempt to persuade herself and the audience that the show entitled Bethenny was not about her. (Bitch Please, when you were on Watch What Happens Live with Andy Cohen the magic word was “I” and you narcissistic bitches said it 89 times!) Then Mizz Frankel closed out the introduction with a pathetic and unnecessary update on her messy divorce.Bethenny seems to think that 10 am dick talk is somehow fresh and irreverent. The truth is the traditional talk show format feels deeply antiquated. Bethenny fails to offer anything novel that we haven’t seen before on episodes of her flash-in-the pan predecessors.Like Rachel Ray in her nascent hosting days, Bethenny hasn’t quite figured out that she doesn’t need to yell through the whole program. Her voice is as nasally, shrill, and annoying as ever and the shouting only serves to amplify her worst vocal qualities. Nails on a chalkboard would be a welcome release. It is obvious why network higher-ups were allegedly concerned about her likability.Bethenny mingles with her well-coached adoring “fans” seated strategically in the audience. She manically lunges at them with mic in hand and serves out advice to her Skinnygirl disciples through a stretched face smile-sneer.Physically, Bethenny looks better than she ever has. She wears the gloss of luck rather well. Though she’s currently in the midst of a huge opportunity where she must prove herself publicly, and therefore carries herself with a great deal of self-awareness. Bethenny’s martini glass appears to be brimming with good fortune, but when observing her cup of plenty there is an undeniable rim of sadness around the boozestress that not even a top-notch lighting crew can disguise.