Movies don't present an accurate or realistic time scale. A guy has to drive any distance so he jumps into a conveniently close car and zooms off. He doesn't futz with the mirrors or seats, or accidentally turn on the wipers while trying to figure out where the gear shift is. No messing around with the air conditioning or heating or starting the car and having the radio playing loudly on a weird station. And he knows the way, doesn't hit traffic, finds a spot, makes all the lights, skids to a stop in a conveniently close parking spot, and doesn't get tangled in the shoulder belt. No waiting to close all the window, finishing singing to just this song, turning the key and having to jiggle it to get it out of the ignition, checking the back seat, or making a note of where he parked. He shows up right on time, regardless of distance.
Any way, time's passage in modern cinema is inconsistent and often arbitrary. So there.
On a side note, I watched the last half an hour of "Knowing" last night and I have to say that the ending was completely horrible. It was just goofy and silly.
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