Rrr: Blu-ray
COVRPRICE’S TAKE ON COMIC VALUES
A comic is only worth what someone is willing to pay for it. With this in mind, CovrPrice only displays actual sales data (taken across multiple online marketplaces… not just eBay) to help you better determine the best value for your comics.
GRAPH - Total Graded Averages
Our goal for this graph is to show overall sales trends for officially graded comics. Here we take the average for each condition and display it as a data point. To see the most recent sales data for each condition be sure to look at the individual sales data listed in the tables below.
WHY ARE SOME SALES MISSING?
“I sold a comic last week, why isn’t it showing up on your site?”
At CovrPrice, we capture tens of thousands of sales DAILY. It’s simply impossible for a human to determine the authenticity of every sale coming our way. (Trust us, we’ve tried) To ensure the quality of our data we error on the side of caution, valuing accuracy over quantity. We only integrate sales for comics that our robots are confident are correct. While we don’t capture 100% of every sale in the market we’re getting closer and closer to that goal.
If you think we missed a sale that you want to be entered into CovrPrice just contact us at [email protected] with information about the sale and our humans will investigate and add it for you.
HOW CAN I HELP COVRPICE CAPTURE MY SALES?
That’s easy, when listing your comics for sale on 3rd party marketplaces be sure you include the following:
Comic Title, Issue #, Issue Year, Variant Info (usually the cover artists last name), and Grade info.
For example Captain Marvel #1 (2015) - Hughes Variant - CGC 9.8
This will help our robots better identify and sort your sales more accurately.
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Rrr: Blu-ray
"Now you know. Do not share the bitrate. Build a better world instead."
That was fourteen months ago.
Then it was over. The screen went black. The drive ejected the disc, now cool to the touch, the melted edge perfectly smooth.
During the climax—when Ram and Bheem finally lift the bridge together—the disc made a sound. Not a skip. A sigh . And the video shifted. For one frame, just one, the actors were not Jr. NTR and Ram Charan. They were two ancient, faceless figures made of fire and river water, holding up the sky. rrr blu-ray
The first sign of trouble was the email: "Due to global component shortages, your order has been delayed." Then another: "The disc authoring has encountered a 'Ram-Sita-level obstacle.'" Then silence. The label’s website went dark. Forums whispered of a curse. Some said the master negative had been accidentally fed into a machine that makes pani puri . Others claimed a jealous executive at a streaming giant had bought the physical rights just to bury them.
He found the lead on a deep-web forum dedicated to obsolete optical media. A former Weltkinö employee, handle: 35mm_Ghost , posted a single image. A translucent blue disc, the size of a palm, with the words RRR (2022) – Director’s Intended Cut – Do Not Duplicate etched in a tiny, elegant font. The post’s caption read: “It survived the fire. Come find it.”
But Rohan knew the truth. The disc was real. It existed in exactly one copy. "Now you know
The first frame wasn't the prologue. It was a text card in Telugu: “You have chosen the path of maximum volume. There is no pause. There is no chapter skip. There is only the rhythm of two men punching a hundred men at once. Surrender.”
And there it was. Not in a case. Just the disc, lying on its side like a fallen chakram. The melted edge gave it a crescent-moon scar. Rohan picked it up with trembling fingers. The weight was wrong. Heavier. As if it contained not just data, but devotion .
Its location? The basement of an abandoned DVD rental store in Hyderabad’s old city. A place called "Shanti Video." Then it was over
And then it played. But it was not the movie he remembered. The scenes were longer. A single shot of Bheem walking to the river lasted four hypnotic minutes, the ambient sound of cicadas building into a drumbeat. A dialogue between Ram and Sita had an extra verse—so raw, so furious, that Rohan felt his own throat tighten. The dance sequence, "Naatu Naatu," was not one song. It was a trilogy . Forty-five minutes. Every stomp cracked the pavement. Every spin generated a shockwave. By the end, Rohan’s heart was beating in 7/8 time.
He didn't wait. He’d brought a portable Blu-ray drive, a battery pack the size of a car battery, and a pair of noise-canceling headphones. He sat on a pile of old Vikram VHS tapes, plugged it in, and pressed play.
The drive whirred. Then it screamed —a sound like a tiger and a wolf arguing over a motorcycle engine. The menu loaded.
Rohan had survived the theatrical release of RRR . He’d seen it in a packed IMAX, cheering when Ram hurled a tiger, weeping when Bheem lifted the motorbike. But he was a collector, a disciple of the bitrate. Streaming was a compromise with the devil; the glorious, uncompressed madness of Aluri Dheeraj’s cinematography deserved a disc.
He clicked.
