The makeshift plot binges on Connie’s romance with an earthling auto mechanic (Chris Farley), and the family’s attempts to dodge two sleazy immigration officials (Michael McKean and David Spade). The INS refuses to believe that their name is “De Cicco” or that they come from France. At times “Coneheads” seems to be about xenophobia–or the nagging suspicion that one’s parents are aliens. Mostly, it’s about the Coneheads’ souped-up verbiage–“Mebs! We must egress immediately!”–and their goofy cones. Beldar’s noggin pokes through his sunroof, Prymaat’s idea of foreplay is a little ringtoss.
Born on “SNL” in the late ’70s, the Coneheads would no doubt be resting in peace if it weren’t for the success of “Wayne’s World.” A host of past and present “SNL” players appear in cameos. which is a comfort as the movie careens toward a muddled third act full of B-movie sci-fi effects. The Coneheads implore, “Consume mass quantities,” and the filmmakers have come hearing junk food.
