His 13-year-relationship with Helena Bonham-Carter, with whom he has two children, broke up a year or so ago; he is having difficulty finding studio space at Pinewood to make his movies and now he is thinking about moving back to Burbank, where he was born.
"I might be heading back there because it's so busy here now," he tells me when we talk in a screening room at London's Soho Hotel. "It used to be I would go to Pinewood and it was like a ghost town and I had the whole studio to myself. But now I can't even get into a toxic waste dump, so I might be moving back to Burbank soon."
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It wasn't an easy shoot for Samuel L. Jackson, either. "I felt bad for Sam," says Burton. "He's this great actor and I go, 'Sam, do you mind if we put you on wires and yank you across the room? And do you mind, we're going to set you on fire now. And do you mind being blown by a giant wind machine while you're wearing white contact lenses and by the way, act as well?'
"It was just the kind of normal, funny, ridiculous things that go on when you are making a film."