Insurance policy -- film buried in a back yard?

That's not really an insurance policy. Claire could have been snuffed anytime and nobody would have found those photos for years, possibly ever.

Normally an "insurance policy" like this is a package with prints, an explanation, a signed affidavit, and in a pre-addressed envelope and all of this duplicated about 3 times with 3 different attorneys, in a dead man's switch setup where if they don't get contacted every month or so, they just mail the envelopes.

It makes even less sense that she would *need* an insurance policy if she was an employed agent of whatever Garret Dillahunt's agency was. Just blow the fucking whistle on him if he's flipped to the Russians.

This was a surprisingly engaging movie, although I thought the flip-flopping between past and present was a little poorly handled and more confusing than it needed to be.

The secret agent part of the movie was executed so ham-handedly that it kind of ruined it.