It’s easy to forget the existence of the camera when you’re playing games, isn’t it? Its purpose, it seems, is to simply disappear out of sight and out of mind. The camera is just the way we experience the world, and yet it is also the way we experience the world. Without a camera, there’d be no game.

From its very first moments, Golf Club Nostalgia’s narrative refuses to place it in that camp of cozy games that the gameplay so effortlessly evokes. Instead of being informed about your new farm in the countryside or your indefinite vacation, the first lines of GCN tell of an ecological catastrophe, one in which only a small group of people escaped by fleeing to Mars. The ultra-rich, obviously, who now take charter flights back to earth to play golf in the world they left to rot.