Whether or not he is conscious of it, whenever he moves more than a little dirt around, a golf course architect is committing an act of hubris. It's in some ways a statement that Mother Nature/God did not do a good enough job providing adequate golfing ground on a particular site. There seems to be a spectrum that houses the different ways architects have responded to that tacitly perceived inadequacy of the terrain.
At one end of the spectrum seem to sit earlier architects like William Flynn and contemporary ones like Coore & Crenshaw, whose mission seemed/seems to be to fit the golf course into the existing terrain/landscape.
At the other end of the spectrum seem to sit Macdonald and Raynor and Langford and Moreau from the olden days, and Pete Dye and maybe Mike Strantz from more recent times. These architects were fully aware that the features they were putting on the land would not likely fool anyone into thinking they were naturally-occurring. So, those features needed to clearly add something. In the case of landforms like Biarritz green at Yale, that "something" is both visual novelty and practical/literal golfing interest. The Dye Course at PGA Village has a lot of features - pot bunkers, abrupt mouding - that is plainly not natural, but it is in service of a deliberate aesthetic that ties in with the physical demands of the course that is ultimately successful. Similar things go on at Tobacco Road and Tot Hill Farm and Bulls Bay. Strantz built a 70-foot-high hill there, in the center of the property, for crying out loud! The audacity! And yet, it works spectacularly (IMHO).
I'd put architects like Tom Fazio and Rees Jones somewhere in the middle of this spectrum, I guess. A lot of the plainly man-made features on their less successful courses seem to be examples of them/their teams disfiguring Mother Earth more or less because they can, rather for a specific practical reason. And so we have holes with horrid chains of mounds that seem less a thought-out feature than a manifestation of some tic the architect has. That's the emptiest kind of hubris, I think.